Strangely Normal

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is presently occupied by D-4892, a double leg amputee. D-4892 is presently retained for simple containment of SCP-XXXX and to run long-term experimentation on its effects.

Outside of planned testing SCP-XXXX should not be allowed to go 48 hours without being occupied by suitable personnel for at least one hour. Personnel suitable for occupation of SCP-XXXX are those who have disabilities severely impeding their free movement. It is preferred such personnel have as little use of their legs as possible.

Tests involving the planned spontaneous relocation of SCP-XXXX require authorisation from the Site Director. Availability of a suitable task force to rapidly recontain SCP-XXXX is required prior to conducting such testing. The tracking device attached to SCP-XXXX must be frequently checked to ensure continued operation and must not, in any circumstances, be permitted to draw its power solely from the batteries presently affixed to SCP-XXXX to power its motors.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a manual wheelchair, subsequently modified by the Foundation into an electric configuration [see experimentation logs]. Records indicate it was one of 300 units manufactured in 19XX by ██████ in Wales on behalf of the National Health Service.

SCP-XXXX is linked to, and hypothesised to cause, debilitating injuries in any person who occupies it without serious physical disability. Said disabilities are never inflicted at the time of occupation and occur in manners which appear non-anomalous. Research has been unable to identify two instances where these afflictions have occurred in identical circumstances. Examples include accidents such as falls from height, infection by debilitating parasitic organisms, and, in one case, violence at the hands of another human.

Every non-disabled individual the Foundation has identified as having sat in SCP-XXXX has become disabled. The timeframe has varied; some individuals have been injured within days. The longest timeframe thus far identified has been close to 12 months.

If no suitable individuals occupy SCP-XXXX it will teleport itself, apparently at random, to a location where it is likely to encounter multiple individuals with disabilities requiring the use of a wheelchair or at least likely to benefit from such, most commonly hospitals and care homes.

SCP-XXXX has shown itself able to blend in to such locations by means of the addition of logos appropriate to its new surroundings. In containment it bears the Foundation logo upon it. It is theorised to have avoided identification as an anomaly by this means.

Via a serial number engraved upon the frame of SCP-XXXX it has been determined SCP-XXXX was first used by Dr. Phillip Gunderson after it was supplied to him by an occupational therapist approximately 10 months after its initial manufacture. Dr. Gunderson was discharged from hospital with SCP-XXXX following several months of treatment after a motor vehicle accident resulting in severe injuries to his spine. He was given SCP-XXXX owing to having become paralysed from the waist down. He had previously worked as an emergency trauma surgeon.

Dr. Gunderson was, prior to his death in 19XX, well known within the UK as a campaigner and author on issues affecting the disabled. He supported himself primarily for working freelance writing articles and opinion pieces for both local and national newspapers and magazines. He also wrote several books including a critically acclaimed autobiography titled Keep on Rolling which remains in print. Additionally, he was a patron of several charities providing support to the disabled and routinely participated in fundraising for a wide variety of related organisations.

Upon his death Dr. Gunderson donated SCP-XXXX to ███ ███████ Retirement Home in █████, Kentucky, US. This is a charitable facility dedicated to the long-term care of those with limited financial means and complex requirements including comorbid disorders. Dr. Gunderson was an outspoken critic of US healthcare provision based around health insurance and advocated for state-funded healthcare similar to that provided in Europe.

Dr. Gunderson regularly referred to SPC-XXXX with affection and claimed to view it as an extension of himself. He was known to actively challenge perceptions that those with disability aids were in any way encumbered by them and instead sought to posit the view such technology should be viewed as liberating and empowering to the individuals who use it.

SCP-XXXX may exhibit a degree of sapience or at least sentience based on several documented incidents where it acted in a manner shown to preserve itself or the wellbeing of those occupying it. This is evident from Dr. Guderson's own works, Foundation experimentation, and the circumstances of SCP-XXXX's identification and containment.

A complete archive of Dr. Gunderson's published works, including comments made to media outlets, is held by the research team assigned to SCP-XXXX. The following extracts are considered potentially related to its anomalous properties:

Extract from //Keep on Rolling//

Now, as I subsequently admitted to my long-suffering wife, I was quite merry. It being a number of years in the past I feel I may as well confess I was in fact utterly blootered.¹ This was, of course, quite in opposition to my somber promise to myself I would only ever partake in moderation having witnessed first-hand the dangers. But drinking and driving my chair, I reasoned, was quite different to drinking and driving a van. I was not going to be mounting any pavements or running down any sleep-adled doctors. I'm sure I need not remind you, friend, of the hubris that comes with an unmentionable quantity of Guinness!

It was a warm, pleasant evening but the leaves had begun to fall from the trees, and so the travelling was treacherous underwheel and, I daresay, underfoot. My home at that time was on a rather tiresome hill that gave me muscles to adequately compensate for the atrophy wasting away at my legs. Given my condition was, shall we say, conducive to having great ideas, I decided that today I would allow gravity to do the hard work and allow me a break for my weary hands.

What I have neglected to mention, of course, is not the exhilaration of the wind in one's hair or the hum of spoked wheels at speed. It is the entrance to the subway station that sits on the same street, its entrance facing up the hill with not a trace of irony evident in its maw. Moreover, this being the X0's, it also lacked any kind of safety barrier. The scale of my miscalculation became increasingly apparent as I decided I was drawing rather close rather quickly, and traded some gnarly friction burns on both palms in exchange to what turned out to be very little braking action whatsoever.

And, at the moment I began to feel like blind panic may be an appropriate response, with a suitable pause to consider this as entirely my own fault, something entirely unexpected happened. I felt myself pushed back firmly in the seat as though held tightly by a harness. All four wheels of my chair locked immobile, and with a squeal of rubber better suited to a movie, chair and I came to a halt three feet before the entrance.

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Footnotes

1. Colloquialism for being very drunk